[Snowseph]

[ shy ╎ timid ╎ dreamer ╎ modest ╎ creative ]

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❝ You'll always get more out of a book than reality itself. ❞
------ Sierra

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By Snow!

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Username : Snow!
Name : Sierra
Nick-Name : Sier
Gender : Female
Age : Two Kiamara years

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Personality :
Sierra is rather independent and shy, she keeps more to herself. However, she is greatly interested in history -- American, French, anything really, you name it! Sierra is a daydreamer is actually quite creative. She likes to think about how history was actually back in the days... did they know they were doing something extraordinary that could change the world? Did they purposely make those events happen just to make history? What was going through their head at that time? Oh, the possibilities are endless. Sierra is actually quite passionate about her studies, although she is a bit intelligent for her age. Sierra doesn't really like to show her intelligence that often, but it does slip out sometimes. She tends to be modest about the subject, never immodest.

[sonder;]

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✦ - ✦ - ✦ - ✦ - hippie ✦ cool ✦ silent ✦ optimistic

ＮＡＭＥ>>" Hello! My name is Alice, not much more, actually. No middle name, no last name. But i like it, nice and simple. I have never seen a reason to have long complicated names, no one can really remember. So thats me. Just Alice."



ＡＧＥ>>" Well, im no grown up yet, im in my teens. But someday, i will grow up to be a woman. If i dont die ofcourse. Oh, im just messing with y'all. Im not having any plans aboiut dying, so dont worry. Alice is gonna stay here, all chilled and cool. Oh yeah, thats me. The chilled cool person.

ＧＥＮＤＥＲ>>Im not a joking person, so yeah, im a female. Girl, woman, whateves. Or in latin, puella. I might be a bit of a geek too. Dont tell my freinds, please." *blink*



ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ>>" Well, before i told you that i was real chilled and cool, stuff like that. I actually do some meditation once in a while. And sometimes i miiigghtt be a liittlle sassy. Or thats what my freinds tell me. I mean, i cant hold back that im just so much cool, that i have to say it myself to make people understand. But you know, life goes on, im not going to die over it. I will just go outside, and listen to the birds, wearing my awesome white sunglasses. You should try it. It just makes you feel all bubbly and happy inside. You could make a song, you know. It could go like Listen to thier tweets, to their song. Cause it wont last forever, oh. Just a part of it, im working on it. But still, i keep my cool, and walk with my fabulous sunglasses, and aint gonna do nothing nothin about it. So, im just plain cool, chilled and sassy *murmurs* only a little. But i love it, and i just have to. Cause its who i am, and i just gotta live with it." *Smiles wide*

ＨＩＳＴＯＲＹ>> " It all started a snowing winter day, the 16th of January. I was born with the most beautiful parents on earth, my dad Jack and my mother Flora. They never spoiled me, but they always gave all the love i could ask for. They still do, and i love them with all my heart. They teached me the values of life, giving me the perfect start. My mom started my love for flowers, so its pretty ironic her name is Flora. Her favorite flower always was the daisy, but i gave my love to the tulip, sunflower, rose and the lily. But two bodies, two minds, right? She taught me that all flowers had a meaning. That meaning would be up to you to decide. It would always show what you thought of live, and who you were. For me, the tulip is freedom, the sunflower happiness, the rose love and the lily dreams. I was born a winters day, but love all seasons just as much as the other. But i dont want to seem perfect. Cause im not. Im a geek when it comes to languages, im sassy when it comes to my look and sometimes i just dont say a thing. But hey, i try to stay positive. Thats what my dad taught me. Never, and i mean never, lose hope. He was always my support. I remember, when my first teen boyfreind broke up with me, i was crushed. His name was Jonathan, and i would just sit in my room crying. I thought i was wrong, since he didnt want me anymore. But my dad helped me, and let me say what was on my mind. He told me that we were all imperfect, and Jonathan had surely not broken up with me because of he thought i was wrong. That was just life, a rollercoaster of sorrow, anger, love and happiness. At that just helped me through it all, and i could never thank my parents enough. That was just i part of me, i guess." *flying kiss*


ＰＯＥＭ>> Ｉdance with tulips
Ａnd feel oh so free
Ｉmove my hips
Ａnd my worries let me be

Ｉrun between sunflowers
Ｈope rises up in me
Ｌike happy rain showers
Ａs happy as i can be



Ｉkiss amoungst roses
Ｒomance glows red
Ａ love slowly rises
Ｍy time is yet not dead

Ｉdream with lilies
Ａs light as a feather
Ｉsee calm seas
Ｉ need no armor

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By me <3

[Lilybug1997]

A transparent for you guys has been posted, If people wish I can also post hex codes.

[~Tornado~]

just wondering when is the end date?

[Lilybug1997]

Here :)

End date is currently December 9th
That gives you a little over 2-weeks

[WolfWhisperer]

Username :

Wolfwhisperer

Name:

Shikoba, Native American for "feather". Called that due to her light hearted and kind nature, and the way she runs, fast and looks as if she lightly touches the ground as she covers ground.

Gender :

Female

Age :

11 Months

Personality :

Rambunctious, outgoing, free willed and kind, very playful as she is still young. Gets along well with other creatures and Kiamara's like herself. Always takes care of others feelings can be quite adventurous if left sitting still or alone for too long. Her brave heart will take on any predator that comes across her path but is quickly stopped by the alpha to her pack.


Family:

Unknown. A month after she was born, her both parents were suddenly rushed out of their den by a nearby group of Kiamara's , unknowingly that they were not there to harm, even when her family had trespassed into their territory.

History:

Shikoba was born into a litter with three other kits, with two parents that did not have a pack to call family. Always on the run to different areas, barely having any proper rest. Once she was 3 and a half weeks of age, her parents abruptly became followed by a group of 20 different Kiamara adults whom Shikoba's parents were stepping foot into their territory.

Whilst rushed and minds set on getting as far away from the pack on their trails, her parents were unable to have their minds on their kits as little Shikoba was dropped and left behind, now openly awaiting to be found by this group that her parents had been so afraid of.

Laying in the cold and moist grass of the forest, her body soon was surrounded by adults with eyes set on her poor defenseless body, with minds clashing, trying to come up with a resolution of what had to be done with this little kit who was left there to her own devices. Sooner rather than later, she was placed in the care of the packs omega, she became a part of the pack. A place to which the rest of her family, was unable to connect with.

As Shikoba grew, she was never told her true family, believing as to which this is where she was both born and raised, never to have the hurtful truth revealed that she was left behind, to keep her sense of belonging to the place she had spent most of her life, under the wing of the ones that truthfully love her.


Artwork(s): TBA

WIP

[jayus]

Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You'll be alright
No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound

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➳ I am pipsqueak99.
♐ | gєndєr;;

➳ { ♀ } I see this Kiamara as female.
♐ | nαmє;;

➳ Beatrice Candle. Candle is her last name, but if you try to call her Beatrice, you won't get a response. At least, not a polite response. She likes to go by Tris, like the her favorite character in the book Dauntless.
♐ | αgє;;

➳ Since there is no current exact translation of human years into Kiamara years, I shall tell you her mental maturity instead of her chronological age.
Tris is currently about thirteen years of age mentally. However, she still has a vivid imagination, and has no problem conjuring up the landscaps of imaginary realms accessed through books. She likes making a character of herself in each fantasy land (she believes that she would be an elf in Eragon), and interacting with the characters.
♐ | pєrsσnαlítч;;

➳ WIP
♐ | rєαsσn fσr thєmє sσng;;

➳ WIP
♐ | αrt;;

➳ WIP
♐ | whαt shє wαnts mσst;;

➳ WIP
♐ | hєr fαvσrítє scєnαríσs tσ ímαgínє;;

➳ WIP
♐ | hєr dєєpєst sєcrєt;;

➳ WIP

Don't you dare look out your window
Darlin' everything's on fire
The war outside our door keeps raging on
Hold onto this lullaby
Even when the music's gone
Gone

[chick magnet]

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[Novva]

Reserve! <3

[size=85]Username;; .Nova.
Name;; Riko
Gender;; Female

Story;;
What would you do if you where alone? Left alone, possibly forever, never to once see those who you have known your entire life. What would you do if you where young and had forgotten the friends and family you once knew?
I would travel.

The wind whirled around me, filling my ears with a loud howling roar. Something as simple as warmth would have done me a great good, possibly made it easier for me to continue; but I wasn't looking for anything easy, I never had. My paws dragged me forward, the winter night had been unexpectedly cold, or maybe it was just the wind that made it feel like a hundred below zero. Snow flakes danced in the dark gray sky, and if I hadn't been worried about freezing I would have taken the time to admire their beauty. Almost to my destination, my hope began to rise once more. The entire journey was filled with hard ships as many of my others had, and sometimes I wondered why was I still trying to find them anyway, after all my many journeys always seem to bring me new difficulties, new fear, new pain, though they also bring be joy; something that tends to be absent in my relatively lonely life. I think about settling down now and then, giving up my mission; but how could I do that when I still have so much I need to discover. Whenever I venture off on a new journey I have one thing on my mind. I want to uncover my past, everything I had forgotten.
I don't remember much, but I know one thing that I remember. Iremember the first feelings of indescribable emptiness within me after I realized that I couldn't remember anything or anyone. And I also remember the struggle that crushed me for weeks trying to simply remember one thing about everything that was gone from me though nothing, not a single thing would come to mind. The killing realization that I may never again remember my family and friends or where I came from was scary for a young kiamara. I can't tell you much other than that, how one day I woke up, I was alone on a warm spring day the sun shining and all seemed good, though I remembered nothing from previous times. I carried on by myself always trying to discover something, anything I guess, I travel a lot, in hopes that one day I will rediscover everything I had lost. I suppose, that what I believe is that if I see someone from my past again I will remember everything. What keeps me believing this? What keeps me believing that they are still alive. I don't know, maybe hope, maybe because I don't know what else to do, actually I am not even sure what I will do if I uncover anything. Nonetheless though I continue to travel, I continue to struggle. Over the years though I have found great fun in it, seeing new things and meeting new Kias, discovering more and more of myself with every hardship I face. I am convinced now that even if I never find out anything about my past, I am happy and new friends will always greet me, so I don't really need anything from my past anymore when I think about it, but I still try to remember.
Another freezing wind brings me out of my thoughts and back into reality, I shake my black fur now nearly white with snow, as my destination comes into view. Excitment boils within me. A smile crosses my face, and I think what I always think as I come to a new place.
Maybe here I will find out who I was...

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[berceuse]

coding by scourge; ; please do not use, thank you! <3

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ｉｎ ｙｏｕｒ ｂｒｉｇｈｔ ｂｌｕｅ ｅｙｅｓ..

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I never knew daylight could be
so v i o l e n t.

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xxx

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rebellious • artistic • night owl • realist
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this kiamara's name would happen to be
audrey quest jenkins. though, she'd appreciate it if
you could call her quest or audrey.

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xx

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username ; scourge;
name ; Audrey Quest Jenkins
meaning ; "strength"
gender ; Female ♀
species ; Kiamara - by Apple
age ; 15 (in human years)
size ; smaller than a labrador
theme song ; No Light, No Light
typing style ; #808080
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hello there! <3 I'm scourge;, but feel free to call me dino. ^u^ this is a short
lil' message to you, Lilybug, to introduce myself. hmmm, to begin, I have one
kiamara named Caldesia. I love her dearly, and she's super precious to me. I'd
love to get another kiamara soon, especially because I got Caldesia in May. I'm
just waiting for another special kiamara to me - and I believe Audrey is it.
Since I got Caldesia in May, and being in the kiamara community for longer than
that, I've stuck with kiamaras for quite some time! Anywho, I hope you enjoy my
form - it means a lot to me for you to read it! <3
good luck judging!

coding (c) scourge; do not use.

⇝ ｄｉｇｇｉｎｇ ｄｏｗｎ ｄｅｅｐｅｒ.
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oh, please don't leave me here a l o n e.

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⇝physical attributions (wip);
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fur colour:: very dark mauve • eye colour:: yellow
species:: kiamara • tongue/pawpad colour:: ✖
size:: slightly smaller than a labrador • piercing(s):: lip
tattoo(s):: n/a • horns:: n/a • pps:: n/a
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sometimes, I wish ;
that nobody would doubt me.

phobia(s) ; falling in love.
otherwise known as philophobia.

food ; chocolate eclairs
drink ; ice tea
book ; to kill a mockingbird
emotion ; envy
word ; 'elegance' or 'elegant'
animal ; panther
colour ; a dark mauve

likes ;
• the stars
• nighttime
• winter
• writing
• drawing
• theater
• love
• music

dislikes ;
• impatientness
• summertime
• goodbyes
• singing
• anger
• cussing
• tornadoes
• spiders

refusing to eat anything white • this
includes vanilla icecream, pudding,
and anything along that line.
only drinks iced water • yep, but
although she'll drink anything other than
water without ice.

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what is her dream? ;
her one major dream would be to overcome
her fear of falling in love, or being in love.
even though she can be a little charismatic,
flirtatious young kiamara, she has never fallen
in love before due to her fear.
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and the fever began
to spread..

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personality ; An influential kiamara with unfathomable charm is not merely any kiamara. Her words are stiff, dull, and quiet. They feed on emotion of other's, and turns such words into oriental, colourful and abstract words that seem to belong to a poem.
Her gaze is monochrome, not the breathing life of a single emotion. It, does, however, welcome one emotion - envy.
She will rarely say anything, if not anything at all. She'll whisper a quiet 'yes', 'no', 'perhaps' or 'go away', but that doesn't mean she's an introvert.
People amuse her, and other kiamaras seem to fascinate her with their odd, quirky personalities. In her opinion, she doesn't believe she is quirky at all, and is rather dull. Emotionless, or lifeless, perhaps. But she do realizes, it's not what her personality says. It's what people do around her. Of course, she is not a scanner. She does not copy those who approach her. Instead, she violates a contract of her own - which is act nearly the opposite.
Sadness brings her envy, for sadness is a delicate thing she has never felt before. Happiness is hatred, because over-the-top happy kiamaras aren't very welcomed to her. Introverts bring interest, even if they would rather be alone than hang around with her.
She does it without noticing. It's a habit. No, not a quirk. This kiamara refuses to be called quirky. Let's call it an instinct, shall we?
Aside from studying people's emotions, this kia also tends to add flare in her life by her creative doings. Theater, art, music, dancing. She dwells in these things to add flavour into her lifestyle, as mentioned before. This creative side to her is only shown when she's alone, though. She can't bear to have other kiamaras see her talents. That feels as to her that she would be vain - and boasting about herself.
But, meeting this young kiamara yourself is always much more explainable than mere words.

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⇝ ｗｈｙ Ｉ ｗａｎｔ ｈｅｒ
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Audrey is something special to me. Ever since I saw her, I knew that was a special kiamara. It stood out to me
among the grey/orange/blue ones, and the natural coloured designs. I immediately fell in love with her.
The way these colours bond together (because they're complimentary colours) is just amazing.
I love the simplicity of the design, yet how intriguing it is.
Her personality I envision for her suits her, in my opinion, and I can't imagine a better image of a
kiamara. I love her to death.
It took me ages to complete this form, as I wanted to make it simply perfect in design aspects
and how I envisioned her personality.
To me, it's very important to know who the character is to me, and I think I 'know' Audrey
quite well. I wrote in journals, in miscellaneous pieces of paper about her.
I wrote about her everywhere.
For the last week, I've been managing this form quite well with a balance of homework,
school, real life and other things.
It's taken me a lot of work to do this, but I think I've actually done an okay job
for a change. Audrey is something I couldn't just pass up,
and I tried my hardest.
I'd do everything with her, and I'd love and take care of her.
With all of my characters, I add them to my character site
(which is going to take a long time), and try to get them on my character thread.
I'll join the fanclub, write stories about her, draw her, roleplay her, order
art of her, everything.
I look back at this form and I think - wow, I did that with my mind.

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schedule for the day ;
please note she likes staying up very late, and sleeping in early.
10:00 wakes up
10:25 makes breakfast
10:40 finishes breakfast and eats
11:00 tidies around house
12:00 eats lunch
1:00 goes to her dance class
3:00 returns from her class
4:00 rests
4:50 wakes up
4:55 goes for a walk
5:25 returns from walk
5:40 hangs out w/ friends
6:40 makes supper
7:00 eats supper
7:25 finds journalbook
7:30 goes outside and
writes about what she sees
8:50 goes for a walk
with her journal
9:30 returns from walk
9:35 heads inside
10:00 goes to sleep
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⇝ ａｒｔ
by me ; avatar | human | pixel
by |K9| colour-less art
total pieces ; 4

⇝ ｓｔｏｒｉｅｓ & ｐｏｅｍｓ
please note; this story is in anthro form. and, by the way, Caldesia is my other kiamara. c:
snow fell on my fur softly, as I was sitting on a bench in the park. a young kiamara walked up to me. she seemed about the age of myself, and I glanced at her subtly. she seemed to be walking my way. she was wearing such peculiar clothing - really bright, raspberry themed clothing - and in comparison to me, she looked like a walking strobe light in an oddly fashionable way.
I don't know how, but she began talking to me. I looked up at her, and she seemed to be a joyful young kiamara. yes, she was. she greeted me.
hello, hello, hello! she cheered. I'm Caldesia! you are? she waited for a response, but I shook my head and took out a notebook. in my big, curly letters, I wrote; Hello, my name is Audrey.
Audrey? hmm, I've never heard of you before! Caldesia breathed. I know every kiamara around town, it seems. I love meeting new people! she looked down at my bag, which held an abundance of sketchbooks I would rather her not see.
the kiamara looked at me with wide eyes. you're not from around here, are you? do..you speak..our..language? you seem to act awfully odd, she commented. I slowly shook my head - she must think I'm some foreigner.
of course I can, I said slowly. it's just, writing is far much better, I smiled softly.
oh, I see! Caldesia beamed, putting a hand to her mouth to show a 'shh' sign. she ripped a page off of my notebook, and I cringed as she did so. she took a pen out of her pocket and wrote something down neatly on the paper. So, how are you doing? I looked at her writing, and she seemed to write very neatly, yet dot her eyes with little hearts. I formed a small smile.
and for the rest of the day, we seemed to write back and forth to each other.

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my mind was cloudy,
and I looked around.
my vision was gone -
taken away from me as punishment.
never-ending blackness awaited me, surely, didn't it?
I closed my eyes, and woke up with a start.
just a dream, was it?
oh, mother always told me something.
dreams mean something.
was I about to go insane?
surely not, I hope.
but it seems, as I looked around once more,
things started to change.
this wasn't real life, no.
it couldn't be.
but, yet, it seemed to be another dream..
if dreams and nightmares were the same thing.

everyone could wish-
wish all they want, and not have them come true.
because that is the normal condition
wishes are under.
if you don't believe,
none of those wishes will ever come true
because you're never trying hard enough
to achieve them.
now, nobody bothers with wishes.
they seem so fake.
why not just go accomplish it yourself?
why bother making a wish?
because you aren't believing,
that's why. wishes
aren't fake.
although, they are nonexistent
to those who don't believe.